Together, they skated side-by-side over the smooth ice, Peter working up his courage to try an axel. Letting go of him, Daniel said, “you can do thi...s, Peter. I know you can.” He watched as Peter picked up speed, made his leap and completed the axel. While not worthy of Olympic gold and nearly falling at the end, he had nonetheless done it, managing to stay on his feet. “I told you! Try another!” Daniel shouted with pride. “No, one's enough for tonight. I don't want to ruin my perfect record,”. I suggested alternate wording sometimes, and sometimes he agreed.His story was mostly military stuff, but one chapter was about a woman he met in Germany at the end of the war. She claimed to have been a German spy for our side, but her handler was dead. Ron had been tasked with finding out whether she was telling the truth, or was complicit in war crimes.He told it in her words; she slept with Axis generals and betrayed them at risk to her life. It was an exciting, racy story of betrayal,. .” Even as my boobies stiffened and my quim moistened at the thought, my eyes welled up for no reason at all. Somehow, I had come to think that we had developed a special relationship, and that I was becoming more to him than a distant cousin. That I had no logical basis for such a belief made but little impression on my emotions, and I had to bite my lip to remain silent.Eventually my uncle gave out with a loud groan, and a minute later, Siobhan made her first clear comment of the evening.. Even whilst at the front, every few days there was time away from the line and duties included forced route marches, endless tramping across the countryside and back to camp. They called this ‘The Great War’ — sometimes in the press it was the ‘War to End All Wars’. There would never be another war they said in the papers, after this. Most likely because there’ll be no-one left to fight it, he thought. He had been taught how to comb his hair, how to brush his teeth, how to polish his boots. The.